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- .- " ; -Trrrrr - ' . , . " . I Published by J. H. & G. G. Myrover, Corner Anderson and Old Streets, Fayetteville, N. C. VQL.3 N0.5J THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 1875. J WHOLE NO. 108. - - - . - i : 1 1 : " i " : -"""l'1MT?'lT'MTTTTflTf North Carolina Gazette. J. II. & O. G. 3IYItOrEK, IPxxloll slier e. TERMS OF SUIiSCRIl'TIOX: One yrarjin advance), Kit months . ' ; Tliroo ;" " .$ 2 .10 . 1.25 ' CLE II RATES: 10 copies (ont to diii' address) vritb au titni copy 2i 22 .'.0 40 00 75 00 90 00 150 00 41) ami a pruii:!iiiii f a finn chriiino, value v-Ij I0O cupim (tKiii t. oiif .I'Mif sn) with ii extra copy u J a jtriMuiiim of a cliromo, value $40 ! RATES OF AHVERTISISG : uno ij jaru i'J lines solid uoiipandl; one insertion ? 1 00 two - l :m " " one month a 50 three - .r f'O six " - 9 IK) ' " " twelve'" 15 00 Longer ailvrrti-trmmiU charged in proportion to tin? ohovoTatii. Special li.itiic ." per cent, more than t. -'iil.ir ailvertisi'ineiitH. Home Circle. ' m. is tho Sacred Kefugp of Our Life." ' ' )(( )!. A TERRIBLE REVEIGE', A gentleman who has lately returned' from ;i visit to Dallas, Texastell a story that is rather dramatic, and. may le true. - The story was told to him by an old hiint r, who hail become domesticated, ami was lounging about one of the hotel.sju the town , ..I' Dallas. t ul could tell yon a good many .queer sto . rics, stranger," said the old fellow, in con- t versatioit with the gent Ionian, "but I don't I kitfw of an v that 'ud be inure likelv to j" kinil o' strike you than an experience of I Sam hour's, in Ilanison .comity, years u- a "-.. Texas w;-.s-;t touirh lilace then, von i kin let on that!" i And then the old. fellow totd the story, ' which ean scarcely he as graphic in print sis, in his terse idiom: . - ' Vents ;iijo. Harrison county, Texas, was the haunt of about as desperate a gwj; of nillians as ever infested any district west of the Mississippi. Their number was so " truat and their organization sf complete that they set theonly half-administered laws i nt deiiauce, carrying on a career of daring crime with impunity, and laaking that r' gioi: an undesirable place ofabo.de for all . honest citizens. Ostensibly hunters or iorse-traders, tbe desperadoes made stock -stealing their chief occupation, never Uesi tatinir to commit a murder when necessary for their safctv or the execution of anv . - - plan. Tl.o controlling spirit in this desperate or";aijiz.itioii was a fiant named Dick Kcd- dct, who, from his exceptional ferocity and daiiiiiT, exercised almost despotic control ) over his followers. Avery special pride of this man was his extraordinary skill in the use of the rifle, not one of tlie reck less hand being aide to compete with him in what was at that, time considered the m 'st valued accomplishment of a Western r man. 1 1 was a favorite practice of the band to congregate at some one of the few small stores scattered through the yountry, and there engage, in shooting-inatrhes; and it was upon uno of these occasions that Sam hong, die hunter already mentioned, hap pened to he present. Long was a nmdest, quiet fellow, who lived with his wife and i el'ild in u .small cabin hi the neighborhood, ; ami w ho made hunting his constaiifoecu J pfition. J Ie never appeared at the store i f-ave to exchange skins and furs forammu l tiiiioii or provisions, and was widelv-Jind I favorably known for hissobriety ,and lion 's viy:, - - l'pon this occasion, w hen Long chanced " to come up while tlie des)eraloes were cn- gaged in one of their shootitig-mateheu, it was demanded that lie should take part in ., the sport. The hunter hesitated at first, but finally, not wishing to incur the ill-will j of the ruHians, consented. His skill witlt v the rifle was knon to be -wonderful, and ' the desperadoes were not great iv surprised when he "defeated them all save the leader of the band. This man had not engaged in the. v,ioit. bnt when Long had vanquish ed all the others, he came forward with tlie ? assurance of an easy victory. -The shots were then made, and, to the surprise of all, hong gained the day. The rage of the I leader of the ruffians knew no bounds at being thus beaten in the very presence of his followers; and. although-.reraining flVv);:; any i'ttempt at violence on.tho spot, I he intimated darkly to the hunter that he 5 would yet '-get even with him."' 'Long paid very little attention to any of his threats, nnd shortly afterwards he returned to his ' cabin. At just dusk.some days later', Long, hav , ing-come-in from a hunt, was lviiig on the j floor of his cabin, and playing with his rhild, while his w ife was getting' supper. The "wife, busy 'with her cookingasked her j husband to take a pail and o to the spring ami bring some water, a request with which he promptly -complied, leaving his gun in the house an unusual course with him He had reached the spring, and was just Mopuigjo nil the pail he earned, when " was borne down lv an attack from be mmi, bound securely, and dragged some distance into the woods. When he recog- his assailants lie knew - what to ex- . Vp: he hud fallen into the hands of the uedilet gang, and the leader was about to - get even. ' Long was stripped and tied to n irc.c ... i - - 1 1 . ' . , : , . "J f,1'dor oi the captain. A sup ply ot hickory itches was obtained, and men the captain took one of them, and be pan .the whipping announcing with an oath fe2nff'"an,dt8ta5'in'-tle country. -The Mflenngs of the victim were terrible: the -hcn the leader of the ruffians h J grat- fied his rage, others of the band continued the punishment. But one man in the num ber showed any compassion, and, his assert ion that Long bad been punished enough was received with derision. Finally -the hunter fainted from the pain, and the vil lains, having satisfied "their grudge, de parted, leaving the object of their spite still bound to the tree. In this position he was found by his wife, who had become greatly alarmed for his safety, and who, yi searching about, had been attracted to the spot hy a faint moaning. She assisted him to reach the cabin, which lie accomplished with very great diflicnltvV and then nursed him faithfully to recovery. It was several weeks before he was well enough to move about. Scarcel v had Long recovered from his wounds when his cabin was found desert ed, and '"members of the Iteddett band, thinking jtliat he had fled the country, o penly boasted of what they had done. At the same time they became bolder than e- ver iii the commission of crime, always hunting or traveling together in a compa ny of between twenty and, thirty, and de fying attack from any quarter. One day, as they were engaged on a hunt, a meinber of the band became sep arated from the rest in the excitement of the chase. He w as found lying dead, shot in the left eye. A few days later one of the ruffians, riding alone, was killed; again the bullet was found to have entered the left eve, but no trace of the slaver could be discovered. A week or two passed, and another of the desperadoes was shot, the same terrible accuracy being exhibited bv a balljn the left eye, proving all the shotsi to be from the same hand. 1 lie robbers became alarmed, and kept together in all their raids, but there was no escaping the death which seemed always to lie lurking near them. One after another fell, until ten men had died, each one pierced in the left eye. The terrified men scoured the woods in vain. On one occasion, when a member of tlie band w as killed, the shot had been heard; and once a gaunt figure was seen running through the woods, but pursuit failed to overtake him. Used to face danger as the desperadoes were, and possessed of a brute courage, they tremb bled before this mysterious, undefined per il. It could not be faced, and could not be averted. ' The result was that some of the band deserted and fled the region. There re mained only the' captain and four of the more resolute of his follow ers. These five hir.ted and made their raids together,, and for some time escaped harm. It chanced that among the five was the man who had endeavored, at the time of the whipping, to save Long from so severe a torture. This man one morning ventured out in the woods without his comrades, and was walk ing slowly along, looking for game, when the brow n barrehof a rifle, projecting liom a bush beside him, checked his course. A tall, lank figure rose from the bush, and the startled man recognized Sam Long, the hunter. Long raised his rifle, then low ered it : s t "You are the man," he cried, "who said a good word for me, and yon may go; bad as vou are, I won't take vour wicked life. Go!" - The fellow needed no second invitation to go. He. hurried to the camp and told the sion ; the captain and the other three men started in pursuit of Long, and onlv tiro men accompanied Dick Iteddett when he returned! The other had fallen, shot in the eye, and no search of the under brush revealed the hunter. The next dav another man was killed in camp, and the hunter escaped. On the next the two re maining men, rendered desperate, fled the country, leaving the fierce Iteddet alone. The leader ot'jtho despeiadoes dared not remain where he was; he knew that he was tire man whom Long sought above all others. - Concealing himself until night, he got oa his horse, and fled for the nearest point on the Arkansas river where it would be possible to take passage on a steam-boat. Two days later he reached a small land ing in the woods on the banks of the riv er, where the steamer stopped for passen gers when there were any to take. lie learned from the occupant of the only hut in the neighborhood that the steam-boat would be down in the afternoon; so, hav ing put up a signal to secure the stoppage of the boat, he sat down on the bank and waited. He deemed himself safe enough from pursuit, and .took no precautions. Throwing himself on the ground, he slept, until, late in the day, he was awakened by the sound of the boat in the distance. She would round the point in a minute or two, and be waited expectantly. As sud denly as though risen from the earth, a lank figure stood before him. and the muz zle of a rifle peered into his face.. The ter rified desperado had no difficulty in recog nizing the man as the one he had injured. With the rifle still held steadilv to the face of the startled Iteddett, Long hissed forth: 'Tve got you at last! You whipped me! Whipped me like a dog! I swore I would kill vou before I called myself a man again, and I'm going to do it! I've clean ed out your band, and now it's your turn! Oh, 1 ve t von! 1 hank Crod 1 ve got you!"' , The ruffian pleaded in abject fear for his lite, groveling at the feet of the hunter. He clung to his words as a drowning man clings to straws. The boat was near; if she rounded the point in time he was sa ved when the hunter pressed the trigger, the sharp report rang out, and the outlaw Iteddett fell dead, shot through the left eye. Long slipped away through the w oods, and when the boat stopped, a dead man was found, but no one else. Thus Sam Long was revenged, and Harrison county was freed of the worst gang of rnf flans in the Southwest. A Parisian Romasce. The following incident in the life of Madame MacMahon is related : In the middle of Jthe winter of 1838 a fire broke out in the female seminary at Limoges, France, and spread with such rapidity that it wras feared all the inmates would perish. Suddenly there was a cry that one little girl had been left in her room. As the excited spectators were beginning to pray for the unfortunate child, a tall girl, with disheveled blonde hair and flowing night-gown, cut through the crowd, and, with a shriek of "I'll save her !" that rose above the sound of the crackling timbers and falling masonry, dashed into the doorway. A loud hur rah that was prolonged to the echo only to be repeated agiin attracted the atten tion of the devotees, and the pale-faced girl was seen skipping through the flames with the terrified child. A few days thereafter King Louis Philippe sent the heroine a gold medal for her bravery; and a captain of the French army, who had witnessed the girl's pluck, begged an in troduction. Tlie captain is now President of r ranee and the brave MacMahon. o-ivl AfndnrTie S3' A Soft - Axstveu. The husband was of quick temper and often inconsiderate. Thev had not been married a vear, when one day, in a fit of hasty wrath, ho said to his wife: 'I want no correction from vou. If you are not satisfied with mv conduct, vou can return to your homo whence I took you, and find happiness with your kind.' 'If I leave you,' returned the unhappy wife, 'will you give me back that which I brought to you?' 'Every dollar. I covet not your wealth; you shall have it, all back.- 'Ah she answered, 'I mean not the w ealth of irobl. 1 I thought not of that. I mean my maiden heart my nist and only love my bouyant hopes, and the promised blessings of my womanhood. Can vou give these to me?' ...A. moment of thought of revulsion and then taking her to his arms: 'No, no, my wife, 1 cannot do that, but I will do move; I will .keep them hence forth unsullied and uiipained. I cherish your blessings as my own, and never again, God helping me, will I forget the pledge I gave at the holy altar when you gave your peace and happi ness to my keeping.' t How" true it is that a soft answer turneth away wrath; and how many, oh, how many of the bitter strifes of do mestic life might be avoided by remem bering and acting in accordance there with. 1 "Personal." A.Xew York correspond ent of the St. Louis Globe has lately made some rich and racy developments in the domain of advertising. Inserting in a New York paper a ''personal," requesting cor respondence of ladies under forty, with a view to matrimony, he received something like a bushel of replies;' which he had the effrontery and persistence to follow up un til he ascertained the character of the ap plicants. One of these proved to be a wid ow of thirty-nine, with an ample fortune, who really sought an honorable alliance; another was a charming brunette, who had rooms to let where the hoarders might have access to the lady's private apart ments; a third proved to be a gushing Vas sar studentcss, about to graduate, whose father was a Western banker. Two oth ers turned out to be bad altogether; the first being desirous of securing a "catch" with the "large fortune," which the cor respondent advertised himself as possess ing. The last one was. a professional blackmailer, who enticed the correspond ent to a secluded seat in a gallery of art, and was there confronted by the lady's re puted husband, who threatened an assault, and a divulgemeut, and was finally induc ed to desist by a timely show of a seven shooter. This illustrates the class of peo ple who "do matrimony" by advertising, and also ttfat the practice, though growing, is an exceedingly dangerous one. ", A little boy held a sixpence near , his eve and said: "O, mother! it is bigger than the room f and when he d:ew it still nearer, he exclaimed: "Oh, mother! it is bigger than all outdoors!" And just in that way the worldling hides God, and Christ, and judgment, entirely, from view, behind some paltry pleasure, some trifling joy, or some small possession which shall perish with the using, and pass away, with all earth's lusts and glory, in the approaching day of God Almighty. TrtEiR Diamonds. It is not generally known that the Mexican women of the wealthier classes use as ornaments, on extraordinary occasions, live fire-flies, which in the dark emit a bright phospho rescent light. They belong to the family of lea ing or springing beetles, and are called by the Spanish cucujo. They are kept in elegant little cages, aud feed cm sli ces of sugarcane, and are bathed twice a day either by the ladies themselves or by their maids. In the evening they are put into little sacks, shaped like roses, and at tached to the ladies' dresses. The light, these little bugs emit surpasses in briilian- C' the reflection of the purest diamonds. Caused His Death. M. T. Bowden. a school-teacher at St. James, La., filled a pocket with advertising imitations of greenbacks, and when somebody at the village store offered to bet on something he drew out a handful, saying : "Make it $500, and I'll take you." The most of the bystanders saw the character of the supposed money, and langhed at the joke. Not so Karl Ahlberg, an ignorant Swede, who regarded the bills as genuine, and the amount as a fortune. Ahlberg enticed Bowden into Ihe 6table, murdered him with a shovel, secured the worthless roll of paper, buried the body, and fled, THE STORY OP A PEARL. Arsene If oussaye writes from Paris to the New York Tribune: Here is a pretty story w hich has been quietly told so long that I think it time to tell it to you aloud. A certain jeweler has a pink pearl which is the joy of all eyes, bnt never goes into the world. Why does it dwell in perpe tuity in the showcase of the jeweler! There is in Paris a lady of shadowy fame who .thinks herself a woman of the" world because she is very pretty and lias a court of suitors. Her means of existence aie not known. She came out one fine day from Poland, saying' that her hus band was a prisoner itr Siberia. She is still young, and bears his absence gaily. When a man is dead in love with her she does not say like a celebrated actress, "If you love me, jump out of the window," but she tells you, "If ydn love me so much, give me the only thing I want on earth. It is an incomparable pink pearl which I have seen at a jeweler's, for which I thirst like Cleopatra." She takes her lover to the jeweler. He is himself charm ed with this wonder, w hich seems to have fallen fiom the breast of Venus, after hav ing rested there a little longer than the other pearls. How could so beautiful a woman be denied a thing so beautiful? Especially as the pink pearl costs only ten thousand francs. Xo man dead in love could refuse it, especially as the jeweler accepts a check as readily as the cash. So the pearl is bought. A few days after wards the ardent aspirant is astonished to miss it from the lady's neck. "Ah," she says to him, "I have written to India to order one like it, and then I shall have two pendants worthy of a queen. Please keep my secret till I have them -both." And while she is thus talking to one, she is saying in the strictest confidence to another, "My friend, if you really love me so much, do me a favor. There is a pink pearl at my jeweler's worth at least 100, 000 francs, which he would give me for 10,000, but my dresses have-cost-so much that I've nothing on hand for jewels. Help me buy this, which is indispensable to my happiness." She leads him to the shop like a lamb to the slaughter. "Is it not of the loveliest Orient? Old Homer's Aurora never sprinkled finer ones among the roses which' she scattered from her lingers.'' Naturally the second does as the first, captured by the poetry and the mirage of the thing. It is always the same with the third, the - fourth, and the fifth. "Above all, keep my secret till the other comes from India." Giving a pearl like this to a woman is not like giving money. It is unhooking a star from the sky; it is cutting a rose from the caliph's garden. This whole little comedy is so well managed that each simpleton ima gines his gift a privilege. Who would not bo happy to give delight to those beautiful blue eyes, full of poetic dreams? So that, in short, since she has been in Paris, how- often do vou imagine that the jeweler has sold his pink pearl? Twenty- one times. Total, a 10,000 iranes; w hich the noble Polander from the ancient Pol and has levied on the love of her neigh bor. A Sao Picture. Olive Logan writes from Long Branch to the Baltimore A nieri-. can. "Laugh while von mav. Such a fit' of the horrors as we've had this last week would freeze the fun out of Touchstone himself. One of our brightest belles -ugh! it gives one a shiver to Write the words has gone insane, and for three days she, who ten days ago was as much admired as any voting woman here, has been making ' night hideous with her maniac howls, jumping out of windows, clutching passers-by by the throat, and re fusing food in the fear of being poisoned. Unrequited love is said to be the cause, though in one of her sane moments the poor girl said: 'I think I must have eaten too much lobster salad one night last week Could anything be more indica tive ol the frightful extremes of tragedy and farce that are sometimes seen in the undivine comedy of life than an episode like this? And last evening, while the music was sounding and careless feet were dancing in the parlor, the wretched girl, barricaded in a remote room, where physi cians were wrangling as to the propriety and possibility of bleeding her, was bay ing like a wolf against the moon. Her relatives .were driven almost mad them selves with the excitement and horror of this fearful calamity, but the others dan ced on. "For some niiiBt laugh and some niuet weep , So runs the world way?' The Arab's Proof. Some years ago a 1 renchman, who like many of Ins countrymen, had won a high rank among men of science, yet who denied the God who is the Author of all science, was cros sing the greatjijahara in company with an Arab guide. ''Ho noticed, with a sneer, that at certain times his guide, whatever obstacles might arise, put them all aside, and, kneeling on the burning sands, call ed his God. Day after day passed, and still the Arab never failed, till at last one evening the philosopher, when lie rope from his knees, asked him, with a contemptuous smile: "Ho.w do yon know there is a God?" The guide fixed his eyes on the scoffer for a moment, in wonder, and then said, solemnly: "How do I know there is a God? How do I know that a man and not a camel passed my hut last night in the darkness? Was it not by the print of his foot in the sand? Even so," and he pointed to the Ban,' whose last , rays were flashing over the lone desert, "(hat foot print is not that of a man." Sleep is death's young brother, and so like him, that I never dare trust him without my prayers. Sir. T. Brmn. HOW ONE MAX DEFIED A MOB. Some newspaper has lately unearthed a a n i -r siory oi moD law in ilenrv county, ini 1856, a story which will bear condensa tion and which should go down to poster ity, describing an example to be imitated and a scene to be immortalized. In 1856 there resided in tlie county named, several brothers bearing the name of Henry, one of whom was charged with murder. He was acquitted upon trial, but the mob was dissatisiied with the verdict, and demand ed that not only the man charged with' the crime but all ids brothers should leave the country. One of the brothers thus unjustly banned was slow to leave, and in consequence was assailed, being shwt at and narrowly escaping with his life His wife and children were afterwards taken to him by a young man named Huuly. Then the mob demanded that Hunly should leave the region. Hunlr went to his house, and told his aged parents of the situation. They decided not to obey the mob, and barricaded the house. On the next day the mob came, twenty masked men and numbers of respectable citizens who dared not resist. The mob rode up to the house and demanded the body of young Hunly. The old mother appeared at the window, and replied that her son had committed no offence ; he had simply aided an innocent woman and her children; he would not be driven out of the country like a criminal; she aud her husband were prepared to die with him. Then she bow ed and retired. The mob crowded forward, but there was a man among the spectators to be heard. As the old mother ceased talking he came forward with tears on his face, and said: "Of all fortunes in life there js nothing like its fortunate ending. A man should be esteemed fortunate who finds an answer to the old Methodist prayer 'Lord give as a good time to get out of the world.' I may live a hundred years .without finding another, opportunity to so happily end my life, 1 am blessed ! My prayer is answered ! I will die. with these people!" Then drawing his pistol, the man (his name was Pollard) placedhis back to the door and his face to the mob. The effect was grand. Hesitating citi zens, lacking but the nerve to oppose ruffianism, rushed to Pollard's support. The mob fled for their lives before the desperate resolve of the men before them, and Hnnley and his family were saved. Pollard's name is still a synonymfefor brave manhood in Henry county, ana his glorious example has done not a little good. Could a grander speech be con ceived than this brief one of six clean sen tences ? And is not the story one to be come immortal ? Texas Paper. Marriage. Young man, don't make a fool of yourself, Getting married is a serious thing. Y hen vou visit a young lady at night, and find in the parlor a kerosene lamp, with the chimney smoked up ami dirty, and, after waiting, half an hour, the lady makes her appearance, you may set it down in your mind that the said young- ladv is not fit for a wife. She may dance elegantly ; but she w ill not keep your house decent. She may sing like a nightingale; but she will give you a dirty plate to eat out of. She will.be almost certain not to know howT to spell. A slovenly woman rarely has a tolerable education. You may think as you please now a bout the matter of female education, and you may talk as yon will against learned women ; but it will not be pleasant to find out after marriage, that your wife can not write her mother tongue in tolerably de cent style, and that, in hqr note to the grocer, she spells sugar with an h between the s and u. It is rarely safe to trust to appearances : but you may know that neatness and cultivation are commonly near or kin, and that dirt and bad spell ing are apt to go together. Besides, those women who do not learn to be neat in their childhood, rarely learn in later life ; and the girl, who, at sixteen years of age, spells balance with two Is, will probably never drop the superfluous letter. A Child's Prater. She Was hardly able to talk plainly, and a policeman had to give her his hand to assist her up the steps into the central station. "Did vou put my mother in iail ?? she asked, as she pushed her pink snnbonnet back, and looked from one to another. They had arrested a red-faced, tangled haired woman, who fought the officers and made use of foul language. No one dreamed that the child was hers, but it was. The little thing was so innocent and pure that they didn't want her to even see the iron bars,' but the mother heard her voice, called to her, and they opened the corridor door. The child grasped the iron door, looked into the cell, and cried out : ' "Why, mother yon are in jail !" The mother crowded back, ashamed of herself, and the child knelt down on the stone floor, clung to the iron bars of the door, and prayed ; "Now 1 lay me down to .. sleep, and I hope my mother will be let out of jail !" The men had tears in their eyes as they gently removed her, and when the woman came into the court the next morning to be tried, his honor whispered to her to go home, and for that child's sake to be a mother instead of a wretch. Detroit Free Press. V., In the judgment of God there is no more heinous sin than ' that of hearing with nnconcern His messages of Jove and mercy. Doth not My Word do good to bim that walketh uprightly? It always does. Yet Christians often go away from hearing the Word unaffected. V THE EMPRESS OF AUSTRIA. A correspondent of the Philadelphia Tel egram writes from Europe: We are not after all to be permitted to catch a glimpse of the fair Empress of Au stria, though she did pass through Paris a few days ago. About a thousand people went to the railway station to see her come in, but the lovely Elizabeth, at the last moment, changed her destination, and came into Paris by another direction, thus disappointing the eager crowd of sight-see-ers. She i well worth looking at, is this fairest of royal ladies, though she is thirty eight jears of age, and a possible grand mother besides. I saw her at Vienna ten years ago; she then iooked about twenty, slender as sr reed and graceful as a deer, with the loveliest dark eyes in the world, and such a profusion of dark, silky hair that it fell, coil upon coil, from under her coquettish little hat, only retained by the meshes of a fine silk hair net. Her "style and elegance were unsurpassable, far ex ceeding, to my. mind, the more artificial graces of the Empress Eugenie. She dresses very simply now, it is said, usual ly in black, gray, or lilac, never having worn gay colors since the death of her first daughter several years ago. Her manners are marvellously sweet and winning, and she is as popular as she is beautiful. Truth compels me to state that it is currently re ported she henpecks her imperial spouse unmercifully, and that he, like a wise man, submits to her dominion. When she first arrived at the imperial court, she gave immense offence to her haughty mother-in-law, the Archduchess Sophia, of evil memory, by insisting on going out walking, (think of profaning the sacred feet of the Empress of Austria by contact with the vulgar earth !) and by carrying an umbrella, w hich last, is, Ave be lieve, a fatal sin against royal etiquette. She inherits the simplicity of her manners from her father, the Archduke, Maximilian Luitpold, of Bavaria. This gentleman al ways travels very quietly, and with no more state or form than any ordinary pri vate gentleman. He was recently on his way from Munich to Vienna to visit his daughter. In the same compartment in the train with himself was a talkative little Austrian tradesman, who soon got into conversation with his quiet looking com panion. Atter talking over matters and tune, and getting ample information about his business, his family nationality &c, he asked: "And pray, sir, where are vou going ' "lo Vieana." "On business?" "No; to visit my daugh ter, who is married to an Austrian." "Is vour son-in- law in a good business?" "Well - tolerably good but times." "What is he?" troublesome at "The Emperor!" At this answer the poor little man became covered with confusion, nor could all the laughing protestations of the good natured Archduke avail to reassure him, and he darted out of the carriage at the very next Ll ml stopping place. Byrox. A correspondent of the New York Evening Post, who was introduced to Ldrd Byron by Richard Brinsley Sheridan in the green room of the old Drury Lane Theatre, thus describes the appearance of. the distinguished poet : "Lord Byron was standing against one of the pillars which supported a fantastic lantern. He was dressed in a dark blue dress coat, loose white pantaloons, and yel low vest. The pantaloons were very long and almost covered, his feet. A natural defect rendered him very sensitive, regard ing one foot, at least. He could not bear that it should be looked at. His shirt col lar was ample, and turned down over the collar of his coat, so as to show his neck, of which he had reason to be vain. It was long and white, and supported a noble head, then covered with natural brown curls. I remarked that his hands, one of which supported his head against the pil lar, were small and white. Correspondence. Reminiscences of a Sojourn of Many Years in the Principal Empires and Kingdoms of Europe. 2CUMBER LXXVII. Messrs. Editors: You will remem ber that I promised to speak in this No. of a very extraordinary sight in the anatomi cal department of the Museum ofi Natural Tlistorv at Florence. It was a case of cancer, and is known by physicians as the most wonderful one on record. The can cer was in the head (but in what part of the head it originated I neglected to ask) of the patient, who was a man. He was kept alive for 28 years, everything being done to see how long he could live in such a condition. The disease eat away his ears and nose,, his eyes, his lips, his neck, most of the flesh off his jaws, until finally scarcely anything remained but the scalp of his head, with little patches of hair scattered here and there, and a few pieces of dried skin on the chin, and a lit . ..... .i i i tie beard; his cheeks were there, wmcii on ly served to make the rest look more ghast lv. There were no signs of any tongne or palate, and before he died, he could neith er see, hear, taste nor smell, for all his senses were gone. His life was sustained only bv fluids, and he was fed through a silver tube, which was inserted in the throat below the chin, and through which the liquid passed. His head and neck were separated from the body just between the shoulders. It looked as if there could not Lave been much difficulty in preserv ing his flesh, for there was not much left to preserve. , Floience has the name of being a very cheap city, but I found it much dearer than Muniph, Bavaria. Well, I rather un expectedly found myself out of funds, and Mr. Hall, of the banking house spoken of in a former No., proffered to advance me money ,bat we took what valuables tve had and got rny preceptor to take them to a pawnbroker, and he returned with so much more money than we expected that we felt I . almost rich. We had been paying at th rate of $1 each every two weeks for per mits to remain in this despotic Dukedom; but when they found out through our friend, the priest, that wo would leave be-, fore we would snbruit to such a tax, they said they wonld grant ns permits at Si 00 each, and at last they reduced it to SI 00 each for two months, and when they found we intended to leave, they sent ns word that, as we had been such good citizens, they would allow us to remain without any further tax, which led me to believe that we had been most shockingly imposed up on by the officials, but not by the good priest, for b,e was a gentleman in every sense of the word. Incredible as it may seem, the pawn-brokers' establishment! are, like those in Germany, whence the Grand Duke came, owned by the Govern ment. I had often heard this, but now I was convinced" of it, as the receipts show ed it. What a blessing to mankind it is that alLthese little governments halve been broken up, and the despots compelled to go to work. I have, all through thesoao--- ries, endeavored to keep all names conceal ed in cases like those of the late President Buchanan, ambassador to St. James, and Professor Newman and Baron d'Achthal. The last two at Munich, Bavaria, aref ex ceptions, and here is another, which, I hope, if it should ever meet the notice of tha gentleman, he will pardon. When our pawn-broker funds gave out, Mr. Hall said it would never do, and that.I must al low him to advance mo money. ' f stil re fused, but after I returned to my rooms, I remembered one of North Carolina's noblo sons, who was then residing atj Paris, and who, I am sorry to say, has found it nec-' essary, like Benton, Jackson, and other brilliant men of this State, to adopt anoth er mother. It is to be hoped that the day isnot far off when our sister : States wiil repay the Old North State with heavy in terest. The gentleman to whom I refer was the Hon. Duncan K. Mcltae, late U nited States resident Consul, at Paris. I drew on him for a certain amount. Th draft was honored, and I received from him one of the kindest of letters just such an one as could only emanate from the pen of a man like him, and which I still keep in remembrance of him. The Postmaster at Florence did not understand my name, and would always say that there was nothing for me, until he finally wrote to' the Post master in the city I was from, and in that way he found that letters and papers had been arriving for me for some time, and in these letters I found funds that relieved me. If the Italians have been poor, persecut ed and friendless, they are noted for their societies for the relief of misery and dis tress, and of the number I know of not one that is better known, not for what it Jias done, but for what it is doing all the time for the poor, the sick and the dead, than the- Society called Misericordh. The parent society is located at Florence, but it has parentj branches all throughout Italy. I presume that it is one of the worth iest benevolent societies that ever was in Europe, and it has been in existence for many years. Its real estate and other property has always been respected by th governments that have ruled in Italy. Be sides owning very valuable property all through the city, it owns the most valua ble piece of property there is on the sqnaro of the Metropolitan Cathedral the north east corner besides several other splendid buildings on the same square. Ths build ing on the corner has four stories splendid ly furnished. One apartment is for wom en and another for men, and the fine house adjoining is for the dead. -This society is composed of young men, married and single, and is one of the most aristocratic societies in Europe. When I resided at Florence the Grand Duke was a member. The citv of Florence is, like all other cit ies, divided into wards, and when anyone, anywhere in the city, falls down sick or dead in the streets, or any accident occuri by which anyone is killed or wounded, the news is instantaneously communicated to the keeper of the great Cloister, which is sita- atcd on Palaz v ecchio, and in which is sus pended the great bdl of 17,000 lbs. Thia bell is never used except on the most ex traordinary occasions. Yet if an accident occurs in any ward, say the 5th ward, for instance, the great bell strikes five times in quick succession, and it is immaterial what any member of the society may be doing at the time, it is incumbent on him to repair to ward 5, or, if the bell strikes nine times, to the 9th ward, and so on. Six, men always run to the Club House for ono of the litters. These litters have a fine bed, pillows and curtains, so that as soon as the person is on the litter he is incog.. and remains so. When the bell strikes, every member pnts on a long, black, frock reaching to the feet, 'and a black hood that reaches to the waist, and over this black hood is a very broad brimmed black hat. A cord passes arountf the waist twice, and attached to it is a rosary that extends be low the left knee, and having at its .end a cmciflx abont six inches in length. The person in the litter is taken to their rooms, and, if a woman, she is taken in charge by female attendants; if a man, he is well at tended, until he recovers. If the patient diesr he lies in state, as it were, for thre davs. The room is dressed with ever greens and white flowers. -The burial gen erally takes place at night, but occasion ally in the day time; Perhaps those who were buried in the day were Protestant strangers, and they were taken to the lit tle Protestant cemetery just outside the city wall. When a funeral takes place at night, a priest goes in front, followed - by two men with large torch-lights, and then come the litter, " borne on the shoulders of bit men, and last is the whole societr, march ing two abreast, and forming th proces sion. VOTAGFTTB. v.
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